Chapter 112

An Qian seemed quite skilled in cooking, having prepared honey-glazed roasted rabbit and a wild mushroom pheasant soup.

The flavor was absolutely fantastic!

Among the four of them, everyone except her had eaten until they couldn’t move.

Su Jin had eaten so much she could barely walk, and it was Su Jian who pulled her up to help her digest.

“Come walk it off, help your digestion, or you’ll feel awful this afternoon. You won’t even be able to concentrate on practicing spells.” Su Jian lifted the child, her little belly swollen from food, lying sprawled on the blanket, and took her for a stroll.

Su Jin was dragged along, thinking to herself: I’m already so full I feel terrible!

After finally easing the swelling in her little belly, Su Jin raised her tiny white paw and swore: “I’ll never overeat again.”

Su Jian burst into loud laughter.

“You ate too much—I warned you not to eat so much. You ignored me and just kept shoveling food in. Now you’re suffering, aren’t you?”

“I just ate a few more bites.”

“Look at your little belly—it’s puffed up that high. Are you sure you only ate a few more bites?”

Su Jin fell silent.

“Alright, you don’t feel too bad now, do you? If you can manage it, go practice your spells.”

“Focus your attention on spell practice—even if your body feels slightly uncomfortable, you won’t notice it.”

“Once you’ve exhausted your physical strength and magic power, your bloated belly will be gone, and you’ll be completely free of discomfort,” Su Jian comforted her.

Su Jin: “...”

In the afternoon, Su Jin practiced spells with unusual intensity.

Her magic power was gone. Her physical strength was gone.

Her little belly was gone too.

On the return flight vehicle, An Qian noticed Su Jin smiling at her with unusual brightness.

When they arrived at Dongmen, they hit the evening rush-hour traffic.

At the Dongcheng city gate, ten inspection lanes had been opened.

Six were for flight vehicles, four for pedestrians.

Numerous soldiers stood at attention, their sharp eyes fixed on every person attempting to enter Xiancheng.

Just as Su Jian and Su Jin’s flight vehicle joined a queue, hoofbeats sounded behind them.

Soon, Su Jin and Su Jian saw the driver Feng Qi and his flight vehicle clattering up, pulling directly behind theirs.

Su Jian: “...”

Feng Qi, ever proud, glanced at An Qian peeking out and let out a cold snort.

An Qian: “...”

The city gate soldiers’ inspections were swift and steady.

Soon, it was Su Jian’s flight vehicle’s turn—they had to disembark with the driver for inspection.

After inspection, everyone would return to their own homes.

Su Jian and Su Jin went home together; Su Hanlin escorted An Qian.

On their way back, Su Jian and Su Jin were suddenly blocked in an alley.

The man was none other than Su Yu.

Today, Su Yu seemed aged all at once—his appearance was disheveled.

“Did you go out of the city with An Qian today?” Su Yu demanded angrily.

“What’s wrong with you? Do I need to report to you who I team up with to leave the city?” Su Jian immediately frowned in displeasure.

“Why didn’t you call me when you went out?” Su Yu persisted in his questioning.

“Why should I call you? It’s just leaving the city—I can invite whoever I want.” Su Jian looked at him coldly. “What do you want by blocking us? If you have nothing to say, get out of the way.”

“Su Jian, I remember we were friends. How could you abandon me and go straight to An Qian? An Qian is mine.” Su Yu spoke as if possessed.

“An Qian is yours? Did she agree to that?” Su Jian scoffed outright.

“Su Jian, are you going to break ties with me too?” Su Yu suddenly glared at him with malice.

“What? You want to fight me?” Su Jian immediately pulled Su Jin behind him, flicked his wrist, and a black longblade appeared in his hand.

With the blade in hand, Su Jian’s demeanor changed instantly.

A strange, frenzied aura surged within and around him.

“You...” Su Yu, seeing Su Jian truly meant to fight, hesitated and stepped back, letting out an angry snort before turning and walking away.

Su Jian watched him disappear into the distance before sheathing the black blade.

“Avoid him from now on—he’s mentally unwell,” Su Jian warned Su Jin.

“Understood.”

Back home, Su Jin quickly returned Xue Chiluo to the backyard; as soon as she arrived, Xue Chiluo began to frolic, darting wildly across the backyard spirit fields.

“Xue Chiluo, you behaved well today—you didn’t wander off while I practiced spells. You’ll keep doing this, understood?”

“Yes, Zu Zu,” Xue Chiluo replied obediently.

“So, Bu Satan, would you like to stay here and play with Xue Chiluo?” Su Jin asked the small golden bracelet resting in her palm.

Bu Satan’s specialty was silence.

“If you don’t answer me, you won’t get dinner tonight,” Su Jin said exasperatedly.

Bu Satan had no choice but to respond, sending a mental thought to Su Jin: “No staying to play. Want to stay with Zu Zu. Want one piece of ore weighing one liang.”

“From now on, when I ask you something, answer me. Otherwise, no dinner,” Su Jin warned. “I only set rules for you when you follow your own. If you refuse to follow any rules yourself, I won’t bother with any rules for you either.”

“No dinner. No argument.”

Su Jin recalled how her mother had broken Su Shen’s bad habits when she was young.

Su Jin decided to copy the method exactly—use her mother’s technique to deal with Bu Satan, who always lay idle and refused to communicate.

Bu Satan: Feeling like I’m about to be punished! Zu Zu demands too much!

Xue Chiluo watched from the side, secretly amused.

Indeed, Bu Satan had failed to win Zu Zu’s favor!

Wahahaha!

If tonight held any difference, it was that the night sky was deeper and the stars brighter.

Su Jin woke again in the middle of the night.

At this moment, her soul force had begun to overflow from her mind sea.

She was about to break through to the third level of Spirit Refining.

Su Jin quickly sat up and meditated, continuously circulating the Great Expansion Spirit Art.

Boom!

Her mind sea trembled.

Her spiritual force surged again, rising from the overflowing two hundred and forty threads of soul force to nearly three hundred threads.

As her soul force surged, Su Jin clearly felt the area of Xiao Wu Tian expanding as well.

It expanded from its original eight or nine mu to twelve mu of space.

And with her breakthrough, countless tiny white specks appeared within Xiao Wu Tian.

These tiny white specks fluttered through the entire space; the little gourd vines planted inside writhed wildly, desperately striving to absorb and devour the drifting specks that passed near them.

Su Jin didn’t know what the tiny white specks were, but she knew they were definitely something beneficial.

Even Jin Tong wood had caught several—but instead of absorbing them, it had fashioned a wooden bottle and stored them all inside.